I'm editing a book for my dad. It's a super cool book. Initially, he's going to self-publish, so I'm formatting it as well.
In order for the book to be formatted to my specifications, I needed a specific font. My favorite book font. I had that font on my last laptop, along with about fifteen hundred other cool fonts, but when my laptop died last fall, I lost all my cool fonts.
I searched online for a free download of my book font, and discovered I could purchase it. Purchase it? What? I mumbled to Jeff, "It looks like I'm going to have to buy it..."
"No, you're not," Jeff replied. "I'll just send it to you."
Oh. Right. He's got it on his computer. He trotted into his office to email me the font via Google Chat. (I love Google Chat.) But low and behold, he didn't send me the font I asked for. He sent his entire font folder.
I didn't ask for that.
Slightly annoyed, I downloaded his font folder, saved it to my hard drive, and unzipped it. Jeff watched. He thought I would simply absorb all of his fonts into my font folder, but I did not. I plucked my book font out of his folder and installed just that one.
Bemused, he asked, "You didn't want my whole font folder, did you?"
"Nope," I muttered ungratefully. Then, scanning his font folder, I realized how many cool fonts I suddenly had access to. Even though he didn't give me what I asked for, what he gave me was way better.
I turned to Jeff and said, "That's like how I am with God. I whine and beg and plead for just one little thing, and I think that's all I want, and then He comes in like gangbusters and floods me with more than I could even imagine."
Thankful for a tangible illustration of God's faithfulness, I thought about our circumstances. We've been hit by the economy, and Jeff needs to find work. We've been applying to all kinds of jobs, but of those, we found this one particular job that we really, really liked. A lot. It would have sent us down a path we've been wanting to traverse. It would have helped with our little economic crisis. It would have killed a couple of birds with one stone. Jeff applied, they called him back, he was granted an interview, the interview went well, everything.
But the next morning, they said they'd offered the job to someone else. Bummer. How depressing. That job looked really super cool to us. Just what we wanted.
But I have a hunch it was like my book font. The tiny request of a finite mind.
I think our infinite God is going to send us a torrential downpour of provision we aren't even imagining right now, and I think He's really excited for us to find out what it is. And when He reveals it to us, I'll say, "Wow! I didn't ask for that...I didn't even think of that. But Abba, I'm glad You did."
"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him."
~1 Corinthians 2:9